What was my arm worth when they took it away
And the spirit rush upset all of 'em promised to stay
Where did they put it, bella where and which way
Did it start the man charged at me and I'm in vain
Or is it with my brother is it with my brother and I mean in this grave
Tell me where
Tell me where do I go to find it
What is my arm's way in a balance of things
Are there still birds a-flying in a brushing of wings
Or could it still be disguised, still be disguised as a terrible thing
And spoiling all them singing, babe and smashing up their wings
Wish I could go with them brother brother of all things
It's only a stub of the original thing it was there when I signed
When I saluted my king